Brett was sitting at the bar with a bottle of Bud Light in his hand when he saw Deacon walk in the club with Bridget by his side. Bridget was wearing an alluring black dress with wide straps. Deacon had on his trademark black jacket. By the elated expression on Bridget's face he surmised that things worked out between the two. Deacon had called and said he had some big news. Neither he or Daisy could guess what it was.
"Okay." said Brett setting his beer on the bar counter. "What's this big news you have to tell us?"
"Yeah." said Daisy who was standing behind the bar leaning forward. "Spill it."
"You want to tell them?" Deacon asked of Bridget.
Bridget turned to Brett and Daisy with a huge smile on her face. "We're getting married!" She squealed.
Brett looked at the couple in shock. Daisy was equally as stunned. "Married?" said Brett. "You're...you're getting married..."
"Yes." said Bridget grasping Deacon's arm tightly. "Deacon asked me to marry him. I said yes!"
"Oh my....." Brett smiled and got up from his stool. "That's great. Congratulations." He said shaking Deacon's hand. He then gave Bridget a hug. "I'm happy for you sweetheart. I really am."
"Thank you." Bridget said returning his hug. "I'm happy for me too."
Daisy came around from the bar. "Oh my God! This is so great!" She said as she hugged Bridget. "Like my husband...I'm very happy for you." She let go and turned to Deacon. "Well it finally happened.." She grinned. "To be honest I wasn't sure if it ever would."
"Me either." said Deacon. "But that was before I met this beautiful woman." He said pulling Bridget over to him. "I love you." He said placing a kiss on her lips.
"This is cause for celebration." said Brett taking a swig of his beer and setting it back down. "Daisy, get some of that good champagne out.."
Daisy went to the back and brought out a bottle of the finest champagne that had been chilling. She poured everyone a glass except for Bridget. She found a bottle of sparkling cider and poured her some.
"Okay." said Brett. "Here's to Bridget and Deacon. May they have the same happiness as Daisy and I share.."
They all clinked their glasses and took a sip.
A half hour later Bridget was talking to Daisy at one of the tables. "Isn't this incredible." She sighed. "I'm marrying Deacon."
"It's wonderful. It really is. After everything he had gone through with some other women...I was worried about him."
"You mean with that bitch Jill and that other bitch Diana." frowned Bridget. She would love to knock the daylights out of both of those women.
"I see he told you about them." replied Daisy.
"Yes he did. I don't understand they could have been so cruel. Didn't they get how wonderful Deacon is?"
Daisy shook her head. "No I don't think they did. Or they just didn't care. I guess that's why I was upset with you when Deacon told me about Jason. I'm sorry I acted that way. I should have known you weren't like those two."
"It's okay. I understand. I probably would have reacted the same way."
"Deacon loves you very much. The way he would go on and on about you....After he met you, it was all he would ever talk about. And he was quite miserable when he thought that you two couldn't be anymore than occasional lovers. I knew he wanted so much more with you."
"I wanted that to." said Bridget. "But I was so confused. I didn't know what to think. How to explain it to my family...but like I told Deacon...when I took that test and it came back positive. All that mattered to me was being with him. My stepfather was right. I'm glad I saw it."
"And you're Mom...she's okay with all this?"
"Well I'm pretty sure it wasn't her ideal situation for me but she told me that I must love Deacon otherwise I wouldn't have....you know.....Mom has been very supportive. And so has Alex, my stepfather."
"What about your real father? Does he know?"
Bridget shook her head. "No. I haven't told him yet. Deacon and I are going to head back to L.A tomorrow. I know that he's not going to be happy with me but most of all he'll try to blame Deacon. Say he seduced me and took advantage of me. I just have to make him see it wasn't like that."
"Well hey listen...if you need me...I'll be more than happy to back you up."
"Thanks Daisy." smiled Bridget. "That means a lot to me."
"I know how much you and Deacon love eachother. I want to help anyway I can."
"That's sweet of you." Bridget said. "Listen....I was wondering...would you consider being one of my bridesmaids?"
"Me?" said a stunned Daisy. "Yes. Please. It would mean a lot to me."
Daisy smiled. "You're sweet. And yes I would be honored to be one of your bridesmaids."
"You and Brett have been so great. You've been so supportive. Both of you."
"Hey...we are glad to help. We like you Bridget. And Deacon...believe or not he's like family to us. And we love the fact that you are going to be a part of that family now."

"So." said Brett to Deacon as they stood at the bar. "Finally getting hitched huh?"
"Yes." replied Deacon. "I am." He looked over at where Bridget was sitting with Daisy. "To the most beautiful woman in the world."
"No." grinned Brett. "I already married the most beautiful woman in the world." He said looking over at his wife. "You are marrying the second most beautiful..."
"Yeah right." said Deacon. As far as he was concerned there was and never will be anyone who compares to Bridget's beauty.
"Bridget says that her Mom and her stepdad know about you and the baby."
Deacon nodded. "They do. She says they are supportive which is great. But she's worried about her real father. Eric Forrester."
"I see. Not going to be to happy his little girl got involved with some guy from Vegas."
"You got it." said Deacon. "We are just going to have to try and make him see it wasn't like that. I did not set out to take advantage of her or anything. I love her. She's the greatest thing that ever came into my life."
"I know." nodded Brett. "A far cry from some other women..."
"Jill and Diana?" Deacon frowned thinking of those two hateful creatures. "Bridget is nothing like them. She's sweet and kind and she cares about me. She loves me."
"Look man if this Eric Forrester gives you any problems...don't worry...I got your back. I'll be more than happy to help smooth him over."
"Thank you. That means a lot. Say...um...would you consider...being my best man?"
"Me? You want me to your best man?"
"Yeah. I do. What do you say?"
"I'd be happy to."
"Thanks. I appreciate it."
"What do you appreciate?" said Bridget as she and Daisy walked back over to the two men.
"Having you in my life." said Deacon taking her in his arms.
Brett looked over at Daisy. "Come on.." He said taking her hand and leading her over to the stage where Brett's band was set up and playing some music for the crowd.
"Ladies and gentleman." Brett said into the microphone. "You all have a good time?"
The crowd roared with enthusiasm in response.
"Good." He replied. "Cause I want to play a song for you. I want to dedicate to my two good friends who just got engaged."
The crowd applauded. Daisy took the other microphone and the band started to play.
The couple's amazing voices filled the club with a beautiful rendition of a classic love song...

I thought that dreams belonged to other men.
Cause each time I got close they'd fall apart again.
I feared my heart would feel in secrecy.
I faced the nights alone Oh how could I have known That all my life I only needed you?
Oh...

Almost paradise!
We're knocking on Heaven's door.
Almost paradise!
How could we ask for more?
I swear that I can see forever in your eyes.
Paradise...

It seems like perfect love's so hard to find.
I'd almost given up, you must've read my mind.
And all these dreams I saved for a rainy day,
They're finally coming true.
I'll share them all with you Cause now we hold the future in our hands.
Oh...

Almost paradise!
We're knocking on Heaven's door.
Almost paradise!
How could we ask for more?

I swear that I can see forever in your eyes.
Paradise...

And in your arms salvation's not so far away
It's getting closer, closer every day!

Almost paradise!
We're knocking on Heaven's door.
Almost paradise!
How could we ask for more?

I swear that I can see forever in your eyes.
Paradise.
Paradise.
Paradise.

Bridget danced in Deacon's arms to the wonderful song that brought tears to her eyes. It was true. Her dreams were coming true. She was marrying the man of her dreams. Her soulmate. The love of her life. He was everything to her. He cared about her. He loved her. That stupid jerk Dante never did. Who cared about him? He was Felicia's problem now. And as far as Bridget was concerned Felicia could have him. She had something better. She had Deacon.

Later on in the evening Bridget and Deacon headed upstairs to the private suite. They were sitting in front of the fireplace. Deacon was behind Bridget kissing her bare shoulders and back. The top of her black dress was pulled down and Deacon cupped her breasts. "I love you.." He whispered to her as his tongue glided along her shoulder blades. A chill went up Bridget's spine. "I love you too Deacon." She said softly.
He turned her to face him and peeled her dress off. He laid her down on her back and leaned over her. He kissed her stomach where his child was growing inside. "And I love you...you and your beautiful mother."
Bridget smiled watching him. "Deacon." She said. "You are so wonderful."
His finger began tracing her nipple. "YOU are wonderful. You are the best thing that ever came into my life. I had nothing before you."
"Honey that's not true...."
Deacon put his finger to her lips. "Shhh.." He said. "Let me finish. Yes I had my club. I had success. I got money. It didn't mean I was happy. I wanted to share it with someone and believe me many times I thought I had found that someone...only to have it blow up in my face. But when I saw your beautiful blue eyes...I knew. YOU were what I was looking for." He leaned down and placed a hard passionate kiss on her lips. He loved the taste of her sweet lips. Bridget's hands began to unbutton his shirt and it was soon laying on the floor next to them. Deacon watched as her hands then deftly unzipped him and he groaned as she gently began to stroke him.
"Yes...Yes..." He groaned loving the way her hand felt on him. "Oh God yes..."
Bridget grinned watching him become undone. It really turned her on. "Deacon...I want you to come..." She said in a sensual voice. She licked her lips as his breathing was getting more rapid. "Yes Deacon..like that.....for me...."
"Bridget Bridget....Oh God Bridget..." He groaned as an orgasm came on. When it subsided he noticed her hand was back on him. "No you don't.." He said removing Bridget's hand from him.
Bridget giggled. "Why?" She asked innocently.
"I thought you were supposed to be a good girl." He said as he moved on top of her. "But I guess my good girl has gone bad.."
His lips touched hers and deepened into a kiss. "It's your own fault." said Bridget in between kisses. "You made me this way....teasing me in the casino lounge....driving me crazy....I wanted you so bad....Almost as bad as I want you right now.."
"And how bad is that?" He asked as he slowly traced her bottom lip with his finger.
"So bad..." Bridget sighed. He slid his finger down her neck and to her breasts. Bridget shuddered as she then felt a warm pleasant sensation between her thighs. "Oh God...." She moaned. "Yes...Yes Deacon..."
"You are going to come for ME now." He said as he watched her writhe. "Let it out baby...."
"Aaaaah....mmmm...Ohhhh..God...Deacon..." Bridget's back arched as he was close to bringing her to orgasm. "Let go....Let go Bridget...." He said to her moving his fingers more quickly.
"Deacon! Oh God!" Bridget climaxed and her body fell limp on the floor.
Before she could say anything...he quickly moved inside her and Bridget's body was once again on fire. For two hours Bridget's body belonged to Deacon and she loved every second.
When their last round was over Bridget sat up and smiled at Deacon. He put his hand on her stomach. "Our son okay in there?" He asked.
Bridget grinned. "Our son?"
"Yeah that's right. Our son."
"What makes you think that? It could be a girl."
"Well if it is...we can always try again for a boy.."
He leaned over and kissed her lips. Bridget giggled and pushed him away. "I think we need to wait for this one to be born first." She stood up and Deacon looked at her naked body. God she was beautiful. Bridget picked Deacon's black shirt up from the floor and put it on. She headed over to the small kitchen and found some Sprite in the fridge. She took out a can and opened it. Deacon walked over to her. "Where do you think you are going?" He asked kissing her neck from behind. "I wasn't finished with you..."
Bridget laughed as he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bedroom. He set her down and tore off the shirt she was wearing. He laid her down on the bed and climbed on top of her.
"Honey." She said as he kissed her neck. "I'm still worried about my father's reaction. I know he's not going to be happy."
"Baby don't worry about it." replied Deacon stroking her hair. "We'll deal with it."
"You need to be prepared." Bridget said. "He's going to lay into you. Say that you..."
"Bridget." Deacon said. "It doesn't matter. We will get through it. Don't let it worry you."
Bridget was going to say something when Deacon suddenly became very interested in her right breast. She closed her eyes as he kissed her breasts. He tongue licking her nipple. It caused excitement to run through her body. He pushed her arm over her head and pinned it down. He continued his sweet torture on her breast. Thrills ran up and down her body. After forty minutes, he turned his attention to her other breast and pinned her other arm above her head. Her body was flaming with passion. Another forty minutes passed and he then lifted his head from her breast. "Want me bad again?" He asked her in a heated tone.
"Why don't you find out..." She asked with passion filling her voice.
His hand touched her to find her very wet with desire. He grinned as he watched her head go back loving his touch and a tiny moan escape from her throat which caused him to get rock hard. Deacon slid inside her and Bridget clung to him tightly as he thrusted in and out of her body. The mattress squeaked while the headboard hit against the wall. The room was filled with Bridget calling out Deacon's name over and over. He took her again and again.
It was around 2 AM when Bridget awoke. She turned her head and saw Deacon sleeping beside her. She leaned over and kissed his temple. Getting up from the bed she threw on Deacon's shirt again and walked outside to the balcony. She was amazed at what had happened in such a short time. She was dating Dante. He broke her heart in two. She was angry and very hurt. Decided to come to Vegas to lick her wounds. Had a horrible time. Then on her last night when she was ready to give up...someone spills a drink on her. She looks up and see this gorgeous guy standing in front of her. He buys her a drink....takes her out to dinner...before she knew it she was in his arms....she has the most passionate night of her life. Deacon pulled her out of her misery and made her feel beautiful again. He made her feel like a woman again. And she was now engaged to him and having his baby. It was all so surreal. Like a dream. A dream she didn't want to wake up from. She turned her head and saw Deacon was still asleep. He looked so cute. She headed back in and climbed back into bed next to him holding him tight.

The sun shined brightly in the room the next morning and Bridget felt something tickling her foot. She squealed and jerked away her foot. Looking over she saw Deacon standing there. "Stop doing that." She said to him.
"Why?" He asked getting into the bed with her. "You love it." He grabbed her and began tickling her. Bridget squealed and squirmed trying to get away and then burst out laughing when he got in a superb tickle under her left arm.
"Deacon..." She wriggled away from him and held the covers around her.
He kissed her and caressed her hair. "Baby...get up. We have to get going soon."
Bridget sighed. That's right. She had to go back and face her family. "I know. You're right."
She then thought of something. "Honey...what are we going to do?"
"What do you mean?"
"I mean we are getting married...where are we going to live?"
"Well..I was thinking about that and I was thinking that I could open up a club in L.A."
"What about your club here?"
"I'll still own it but I can have Daisy run it. She knows how to run it as much as I do."
Bridget smiled. "You're willing to move to L.A. for me?"
"I would do anything for you." He said touching her face.
"But what about your life here in Vegas?"
"I can start a new one with you in L.A. We can always come back to visit Vegas. I know that you don't want to be away from your family. I think this is the best solution."
"I love you." She said touching the side of his face and kissing him. "I love you too baby." He said returning her kiss. Bridget then got up and headed to the shower. Deacon sat back on the bed. He didn't want to tell her but he was nervous about meeting her father. More than nervous. He hoped he would listen and not think he was just some guy taking advantage of Bridget. He truly loved her. He wanted a life with her. However even if he didn't approve nothing was going to stop him from marrying Bridget.